
My eyes cannot measure the distance,
My heart knows our love is the same,
I am falling like wax from a candle,
Reaching for the touch of your flame

My eyes cannot measure the distance,
My heart knows our love is the same,
I am falling like wax from a candle,
Reaching for the touch of your flame
Pierced right through my heart and went into my soul! Quite literally.
I aimed correctly then βΊοΈ Thank you so much for your constant support and encouragement. It means a lot to know that you liked my poetry. Believe me I have been reading your to hone mine π
You replied to the post, hehe. π
“…liked my poetry..”
Like? Like? God!!!! Such gross understatement coming from you after I’ve been persistently screaming out my lungs for the past three years or so telling you about the mind-and-soul-altering impact of your writing on me. Consider the fan upset.
Oops π¬ Sorry.
How would I wonβt reply? You are my Walt Whitman, my Eliot, my Ginsberg, my Annie Sexton. I am truly indebted for your constant words of encouragement. I doubted my own writings, still do to a degree but with your presence and compliments, I have gathered hope. Thank you, Pragya ππ»ππ» Hope my poetry keeps finding your words of love and kindness.
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